1 Jesus, Savior, pilot me,
Over life's tempestuous sea;
Unknown waves before me roll,
Hiding rocks and treacherous shoal,
Chart and compass come from thee,
Jesus, Saviour, pilot me.
2 As a mother stills her child,
Thou canst hush the ocean wild;
Boisterous waves obey thy will
When thou say'st to them, ""Be still, ""
Wondrous Sovereign of the sea,
Jesus, Savior, pilot me.
6 When at last I near the shore,
And the fearful breakers roar,
'Twixt me and the peaceful rest,
Then, while leaning on Thy breast,
May I hear Thee say to me,
""Fear not, I will pilot thee.""